Wallow in gloom
because all is doom
that's hyperbole
but that can be
rather hard to see
someone other than I
tried to speak
in a positive tone
someone else Else
pushed him down the stairs
and not I stopped trying
to lighten the mood.

Dude you're
leaking ocular fluid
cut that out
you know we don't
do that in public
lest they realize
we're only human.

I have no name
and have thus
been dubbed
nameless
occasionally sir
sometimes bud or honey
nouns of vague description
for a vague guy.

Sometimes
I see your eyes
other times
all I see
is the dark sky
and stars
why
is that?

Resurrection and rabbits
sure
why not.

Tiny threads
Deep inside
Keep the creature
From falling to pieces
When stretched taut
Those threads
Can be played
Like a harp.

Or the highway
Or the secret tunnel
Or the alley way
The yellow brick road
There's a lot of ways
Truth be told
To get where
we are going
The place all
find themselves eventually
The great state
of confusion.